June 3, 2008: Barack Obama received the delegate votes necessary to become the Democratic nominee for President of the US. I am thrilled, political junkie that I am.
June 4, 2008: I am impressed with how fast Obama has taken charge of the Democratic Party, ensuring registered lobbyist cannot give money to the campaign. Now the news is all about Hillary becoming the VP candidate and why hasn’t she endorse Obama yet. I don’t think she should be the VP candidate because what would her husband Bill do? He’d be mucking around getting in the way. He has a fabulous foundation doing such wonderful work. I’d like to see him get more involved with that. I’d like to see Hillary as Secretary of State or Leader of the Senate. I always said that she was like a fish out of water when the wife of a governor; a whale out of water as the wife of a President; and swimming with the dolphins as a Senator.
June 5, 2008, I received an email with a so called ‘joke’ in it. Its punch line was that Obama had died 20 minutes after being sworn in as President. Coming 40 years to the day that Bobby Kennedy was shot, that email showed that not much has changed in 40 years – hate still exists. In 1968, I was a Bobby Kennedy supporter, energized by his campaign; so much so that I put my name down to work on his campaign in Georgia when he got the nomination. The morning of June 6th I got up and turned on the TV to see how Bobby was doing, hoping he was still alive. He wasn’t. I cried. Not only had we lost a great leader and inspirational politician, but the fun was wiped right out of politics. The Louisville-Courier newspaper cartoonist drew that feeling and I have a copy of it somewhere. It shows a gung-ho campaigner absolutely deflated.
His brother John was killed in 1963, Martin Luther King in April 1968, and now Bobby. I didn’t want to stay in the US anymore. I wanted to live in a country where the odds of my 2 sons having to go to war were minimal and there was less hate. By 1972 we had moved to Toronto, Canada. Pierre Trudeau was quite a guy and I really enjoyed his time in office. Canadian politics is pretty boring compared to US politics, and I really like that. One doesn’t feel hate here, just good ole politics, and fairly calm.
In 2004 at the Democratic convention I heard a speech by Barack Obama. I thought wow, this guy could be going places. I never dreamed that by 2008 he would be running for President. I began to follow his campaign, read his books, and found out as much about him as I could. His speeches were electrifying and so inspirational. I began to feel like I did in 1968. I became an Obamamama! He is so positive, not wanting to get into bashing his opponents with lies and innuendos. He tries to keep his campaign on a higher level. All his life he has worked to help people and to bridge the gap between black and white.
June 7, 2008: Hillary Clinton endorsed Obama as the nominee for President. She was supposed to be the winner. I liked her well enough and liked the idea of a woman being President. She ran her campaign with the idea of having the delegates needed by the February primaries. She had tons of money but spent it leading up to February, thinking she wouldn’t need it past then. Obama had to start from scratch and had little money. He raised money over the internet; most of his money coming from small donations of $100 or less. By February he was beating Hillary. By June 3, Hillary had run out of money and actually is in debt. Obama has millions to continue his campaign. I liked her saying that the glass ceiling for women now had 18 million cracks in it. The 18 million was the number of votes she got in the primaries. She’s a very savvy woman and I think that if she hadn’t married Bill she would have been able to have a much better career.
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